"Help me up," Qin Shi Huang said, lying on his back at a forty-five-degree angle.
Meng Yi helped him upright. "Your Majesty?" he asked with some concern.
It felt like more than just physical wounds—there was a wound to his heart as well.
"It's nothing. It's only a model of Xianyang City, only a pile of figurines, isn't it?" Qin Shi Huang said with difficulty. "I have plenty more! Plenty!"
"Please restrain your grief, Your Majesty." Meng Tian could guess what had just happened.
Qin Shi Huang had pulled Tang Xuanzang into his Emperor's Domain, where there was a massive Xianyang City and all manner of powerful Terracotta Warrior figurines.
To put it bluntly, even if he and his brother Meng Tian, along with the four members of the Wang Family—father and sons—entered the Emperor's Domain, they had no confidence they could fight their way out alive.
Add Xu Fu, with his mystifying manner and all sorts of bizarre methods, and there might have been some chance.
Yet now, the Emperor's Domain had probably already...
Qin Shi Huang's Emperor's Domain was very similar to Hades's Underworld, only even more powerful, and his connection to it was not as close as Hades's connection to the Underworld.
If Hades had suffered an attack of the same magnitude, he would already be dead by now.
Qin Shi Huang himself was stronger, and his connection was not so close, so he had merely been seriously injured—though it was not particularly apparent from his appearance, aside from his pale face.
Compared to him, the God Lord was in far worse shape.
His golden-red blood had covered the entire staircase. The blood loss was immense, streaming down from the pyramid and almost forming a waterfall in midair.
"What are you standing around for?"
The scene was